where are you going, where have you been?

a few days in Maine “Mornings meant ‘thick o’ fog’ that caught on rooftops and dripped, blurring weathered gray shingles while barely muting the deep pink of rosa rugosa or the hydrangea’s blue. Wood smoke filled the air on rainy days, pine sap on sunny ones,…

we were in between nor’easters. feeling restless, we packed our toothbrushes, hopped in the car and drove to Maine. with no particular destination in mind, we ended up in Portland for the night. we walked all over the city, people watching, testing out some local culinary goodness, just enjoying being by the sea. there is a sense of randomness and freedom in taking little…

we took the backroads exploring off the beaten track under changeable skies by the sea ending with the best clam chowdah and a few beers at the local pub we walked back to our hotel on the mostly empty streets in the dark